Just got a call from my pill’d up mom:
Me: Hello?
Mom: What.
Me: What do you mean “what”?
Mom: I don’t know.
Me: Hey, can you call me back on my desk phone?
Mom: What did I call?
Me: You called my cell phone.
Mom: Oh. Well….what’s your desk number? (Inevitably, she calls my co-worker, Rick, and he has to transfer her to me – and she greets me with “That nice man answered your phone again.!”)
Me: Nevermind. I’ll just call YOU back from my desk phone. What’s your home phone number so I can write it down?
Mom: 718
Me: and?
Mom: And what?
Me: 718-what…
Mom: 718-2862
Me: I don’t know your area code. What’s your area code?
Mom: Area code? 718
Me: No, mom. Your area code! It’s 956, isnt’ it?
Mom: No, it’s 972.
Me: Mom, that’s my area code.
Mom: How should I know? You should know your own area code.
Me: Nevermind. I’ll get it from my cellphone when I hang up. I’ll call you right back from my desk phone.
(called Mom back and had very few psycho-babble moments before ending the call)
5 minutes later, Mom called me on my desk phone number –
Me: This is Kimber.
Mom: Which one do you want?
Me: What are you talking about?
Mom: Area code?
Me: Mom, I already found your area code — that’s how I called you back earlier.
Mom: Zip code, then — 7…
Me: Mom! – It was the area code and I already found it. Remember I already called you back?
Mom: Oh. Ok. Well, call me back if you need anything else.
Note: I hope she’s on good meds. I wish she would give me some…
January 27th, 2011 at 7:12 pm
X-) I hope our mom’s never meet up. That’d be scary.
January 27th, 2011 at 7:37 pm
So, I’m not the only “one?”
<X-D
January 27th, 2011 at 8:14 pm
Apparently not. Tho I’m thinking my mom’s sauced up on vodka and tonic water, not strung out on xannie’s. I have daily conversations with my mom that are a lot like yours. Weird stuff.
January 30th, 2011 at 10:16 am
It sounds just like mine too. She’s not on meds though. Although, she has always been very spacy, it’s Alzheimers that is doing it now. She recently called me very upset because she has been using the “wrong” calendar and missed my birthday. It was an interesting conversation, to say the least.